Gao Wu: Let you kill the gods, you swallowed them all?

As soon as this Principal Sun appeared, the entire training center fell silent instantly.

After he finished speaking, with a big wave of his hand, a piece of paper appeared in front of Principal Sun. These papers gathered into a huge paper ball and were being shuffled rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, Principal Sun waved his right hand again, and all the notes flew directly towards the students present.

"In this entry test, the top ten will be jointly trained by Martial Arts Private High School and Yuncheng City Lord's Mansion."

"They will all get a low-grade blood stone as a reward for this quiz!"

"I hope you young geniuses can show their strength well."

After Principal Sun finished speaking, he slowly landed on the ground, and sat down with the teachers of Martial Arts Private High School.

Whoa!
Hearing that the top ten in this test could get a blood stone, all the students were moved.

Even Fang Yu is the same!
Low-grade Qi and blood stones can generally only be used after becoming a warrior.

It can greatly improve your own blood in a short period of time!

This is even more effective for Fang Yu!

If he used the devouring system, he might be able to get a lot of devouring points at once!

Fang Yu reached out and grabbed the note floating in front of him.

No. 189, that is to say, I need to fight No. 188.

Chen Xue also got her own note, No. 213.

The first is the battle between 800 people, and each person has to fight five times before they can decide the top ten.

Immediately after everyone got their own notes, the electronic screen on the battle platform began to shout.

Player 1 plays against player 2, player 3 plays against player 4, and so on.

Fang Yu raised his head and began to pay attention to the battle among the students.

The students who can enter the special training camp have basically reached 130 calories or more.

But obviously, this part of students is slightly weaker than the students of Budo private high school.

Among the students of Martial Arts Private High School, the weakest guy's blood value has reached 140 calories, that is, a quasi-martial artist.

After the battle, the students of Martial Arts Private High School won more victories.

"It seems that my "Black Tiger Fist" has to go a step further."

"Otherwise, it will take a lot of effort to get into the top ten!"

Fang Yu originally planned to use the cafeteria to accumulate his devouring points, but it is different now.

Since Martial Arts Private High School also rewards the top ten in the test, Fang Yu has no choice but to consume his devouring points!

Consume fifty devouring points!

Fang Yu had a thought, he had saved 63 devouring points with great difficulty, only the last 13 devouring points were left.

But then, a golden villain appeared in Fang Yu's mind, and he was quickly practicing the ingenuity of the Black Tiger Fist for Fang Yu!

Fang Yu has been carefully observing every move of the little golden man, and his Black Tiger Fist is gradually reaching perfection!

In just a few minutes, Fang Yu has completely mastered it, and the little golden person in his mind has disappeared.

Human-level top-grade martial arts "Black Tiger Fist", complete!

Fang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and now he is like a tiger out of the cage!
Unstoppable!

"Please, contestants No. 188 and No. 189, take your place."

At this moment, an electronic sound came into Fang Yu's ears, it's his turn!
Holding the note in hand, Fang Yu rushed to the front of the third fighting platform. After handing the note to the teacher of Martial Arts Private High School for verification, Fang Yu stepped onto the fighting platform.

The opponent, wearing the school uniform of Budo private high school.

"You're not even a martial artist, so get out of here quickly."

The guy glanced at Fang Yu, then shouted at Fang Yu with disdain.

Only then did Fang Yu notice that the guy in front of him was already a mid-rank warrior.

Obviously, the other party's talent is not weaker than the student council president Dai Yihang.

Immediately afterwards, his fight with Fang Yu was immediately noticed by many people.

"Look, it's Wang Xianglin from our school, he's the unicorn of the Wang family."

"In the middle of the first rank, you can definitely enter the four major warrior universities, right?"

"That's necessary! Wang Xianglin's opponent is not even a warrior."

"Senior Wang Xianglin, come on!"

Hearing the discussion in the arena, Fang Yu realized that the guy he was fighting with was one of the other three first-rank mid-stage fighters from the private martial arts high school.

This guy is quite arrogant!
Fang Yu didn't intend to step down, so he glanced at the other party calmly, waiting for Wang Xianglin's attack.

Seeing that Fang Yu hadn't stepped down, Wang Xianglin felt that he had been underestimated. He was furious in an instant, and then he drew his sword and hit Fang Yu!

"The wind blows away!" Wang Xianglin yelled angrily!

I saw that as Wang Xianglin swung the sword, a huge residual wind came out with the sword!

Fang Yu's hair fell straight back after blowing.

"It's the Wind and Remnant Clouds swordsmanship! It is said that student Wang Xianglin is about to master this swordsmanship to the highest level of human-level martial arts!"

"Student Wang Xianglin's opponent is miserable!"

"Is that guy already frightened and stupid? He still doesn't jump off the fighting platform now, is he really planning to wait to die?"

"I think I should be scared and stupid!"

All the students watching were not optimistic about Fang Yu.

Who told Fang Yu that he hadn't become a warrior yet!

drink!
Just when Wang Xianglin was about to stab Fang Yu's throat with the sword in his hand, Fang Yu let out a soft drink.

The residual wind that blew Fang Yu's hair was blown away, and at the same time, Fang Yu raised his right fist and punched Wang Xianglin!

"Black Tiger Fist!"

Fang Yu's right fist was facing Wang Xianglin's sword!

If it is an ordinary person, it will definitely be stabbed in the right hand by the sword. Whether the right hand can be kept or not is another matter!

But Fang Yu is different!

His Black Tiger Fist has reached a perfect level, possessing the power of a tiger!
I saw Fang Yu's right fist swung out, and a very solid black tiger phantom appeared directly around his right fist, and Fang Yu's fist was wrapped by the head of the black tiger phantom!

The phantom of the black tiger directly collided with Wang Xianglin's sword!
Bang!
Ding!
After bursts of huge collisions, the sound of metal shattering reached the ears of the surrounding people.

The sword in Wang Xianglin's hand broke into several pieces and fell directly on the marble of the fighting platform.

Wang Xianglin's right hand was really numb by Fang Yu, and a trace of blood could still be seen vaguely between his right thumb.

"you wanna die!"

Wang Xianglin glanced at his sword, furious in his heart, threw away the hilt in his hand, and hit Fang Yu again!

This time, Wang Xianglin used the flame blade palm taught by the private martial arts high school!